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[catachrestic]

When I die, I'm almost certain to be buried alone. There is no family tomb with my ancestors awaiting my turn, and I have no spouse to fill the grave next to mine. For me, only the company of roaches and worms await, or if I'm lucky, the roots of a tree. Perhaps this is how ghosts are made, and why unmarked graves seem so vacant

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lolol the afterlife doesn't exist

[hohum]

Bryan, I suck. I'm sorry I haven't been around these parts. I miss going back and forth with you.

I hope to haunt the world too. I will live under the beds of children and tempt them to stay up past bedtime and imagine greater worlds once their parents go to sleep.

Re: lolol the afterlife doesn't exist

[catachrestic]

Yes, you do suck.

I've been slow to kickstart my writing here too, mostly because LJ is so vacant now-- an ironic excuse given the content of this entry :-)